Minha Terra Tem Palmeiras...

Last weekend, my friend Nancy was here from Argentina (pics to come - none were on my camera so I'm waiting on everyone to send them to me!), and we went to the Museu da Língua Portuguesa. There's this multimedia presentation there which has modern day voices singing and reciting Brazilian poetry, prose, and song.

There's this one poem that's recited, by Gonçalves Dias, a Brazilian poet from the 19th century, that always moves me. He wrote it when he was in Europe after having studied there for a long time - and everytime I read it or hear it, it makes me think about how I felt when I was in the US - even not having known Brazil "firsthand."

I feel my parents are reciting this song in one way or another every day... and I can only say the same prayers as Gonçalves Dias had made for them - that they can make it here and enjoy all the beauty I'm experiencing!

Have a lovely weekend :-)

beijoss,

ps - i'm not a professional translator, so excuse the above translation, haha.